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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>I am good, but not an angel. I do sin, but I am not the devil. I am just a small girl in a big world trying to find someone to love.</description><title>Reach for the Sky~</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @mypoopface)</generator><link>http://mypoopface.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>"It isn’t the burdens of today that drive men mad. It is the regrets over yesterday and the..."</title><description>“It isn’t the burdens of today that drive men mad. It is the regrets over yesterday and the fear of tomorrow. Regret and fear are twin thieves that rob us of today.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Robert J. 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-0400</pubDate><category>love</category><category>hate</category><category>relationships</category><category>minute</category><category>angry</category><category>happiness</category><category>lose</category></item><item><title>"Some of us think holding on makes us strong; but sometimes it is letting go."</title><description>“Some of us think holding on makes us strong; but sometimes it is letting go.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Hermann Hesse&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://mypoopface.tumblr.com/post/17447771257</link><guid>http://mypoopface.tumblr.com/post/17447771257</guid><pubDate>Sat, 11 Feb 2012 16:49:18 -0500</pubDate><category>relationships</category><category>relations</category><category>love</category><category>holding on</category><category>strong</category><category>letting go</category></item><item><title>When it snows outside on this winter nightI’m looking for a...</title><description>&lt;iframe width="400" height="300" 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You say that you love the sun,..."</title><description>“You say that you love rain, but you open your umbrella when it rains.&lt;br/&gt;
You say that you love the sun, but you find a shadow spot when the sun shines.&lt;br/&gt;
You say that you love the wind, but you close your windows when wind blows.&lt;br/&gt;
This is why I am afraid, you say that you love me too.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;William Shakespeare&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://mypoopface.tumblr.com/post/8792293327</link><guid>http://mypoopface.tumblr.com/post/8792293327</guid><pubDate>Thu, 11 Aug 2011 17:22:32 -0400</pubDate><category>love</category><category>rain</category><category>umbrella</category><category>sun</category><category>shawdow</category><category>wind</category><category>windows</category><category>afraid</category><category>relationships</category><category>relations</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lppatjTDS21qjk732o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://mypoopface.tumblr.com/post/8726474243</link><guid>http://mypoopface.tumblr.com/post/8726474243</guid><pubDate>Wed, 10 Aug 2011 03:16:12 -0400</pubDate><category>love</category><category>asked</category><category>like</category><category>someone</category><category>replied</category><category>mistakes</category><category>inside</category><category>hurting</category><category>tears</category><category>moment</category><category>alone</category><category>relationships</category><category>relations</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lppaueq2FT1qjk732o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://mypoopface.tumblr.com/post/8726471996</link><guid>http://mypoopface.tumblr.com/post/8726471996</guid><pubDate>Wed, 10 Aug 2011 03:16:06 -0400</pubDate><category>love</category><category>after</category><category>so long</category><category>still</category><category>hurts</category><category>relationships</category><category>relations</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lppappC9Q81qjk732o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://mypoopface.tumblr.com/post/8726466882</link><guid>http://mypoopface.tumblr.com/post/8726466882</guid><pubDate>Wed, 10 Aug 2011 03:15:52 -0400</pubDate><category>love</category><category>now</category><category>left</category><category>old</category><category>text messages</category><category>pictures</category><category>memories</category><category>feelings</category><category>relationships</category><category>relations</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lovkcwgLox1qjk732o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://mypoopface.tumblr.com/post/8110125730</link><guid>http://mypoopface.tumblr.com/post/8110125730</guid><pubDate>Tue, 26 Jul 2011 21:51:33 -0400</pubDate><category>love</category><category>at least</category><category>dreams</category><category>still</category><category>mine</category><category>relationships</category><category>relations</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lovfruJlS41qjk732o1_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://mypoopface.tumblr.com/post/8110120641</link><guid>http://mypoopface.tumblr.com/post/8110120641</guid><pubDate>Tue, 26 Jul 2011 21:51:25 -0400</pubDate><category>love</category><category>broke</category><category>heart</category><category>pieces</category><category>continue</category><category>miss you</category><category>relationships</category><category>relations</category></item><item><title>"Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest..."</title><description>“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses. You build up a whole armor, for years, so nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life… You give them a piece of you. They didn’t ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn’t your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like ‘maybe we should be just friends’ or ‘how very perceptive’ turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It’s a soul-hurt, a body-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. Nothing should be able to do that. Especially not love. 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